“Wow! What a lot of work!” Gerrit had the image some artists
have, a bit eccentric but still distinguished. People that seem to skip
that middle-aged look.
“Except for Liesbeth and Wim, all of you have attended
Tieneke’s mind drawing workshops not so?” That was it! The nodding of the others took her back to Tieneke’s workshop where she
had found peace with Jan’s death. Through her mind-drawings she
released emotional memories in order to come to terms with all that
had happened; but she never met the others during Tieneke's workshop retreat.
“So we commit ourselves for the first twelve weeks only?” Zola’s
pretty face was flustered as she looked up at Wim, who was staring
into space looking almost... bored?
“Yes, you can, and Gerrit, the real work is processed by all of you
during the full twelve weeks. The Friday evenings, those are the fun
times, believe me.” Annelies observed Wim with more than just a
glance, as if...but then she carried on:
“In this first level you creatively make your five Present Perceptual Consciousness Cards that will reawaken your memories. It
also ascertains how awake you are at this moment.” That evoked a
reaction from most of them. How awake was she? Suddenly a bond
was established when they shared insights from Tieneke’s Art–analogue Symbolism courses. She had attended a weekend retreat on the
spur of the moment, just after she had settled in Apeldoorn.
“Please, a warning! Any handouts you receive or download from
our Internet site, don’t interpret it literally as abstract truth. Especially if your awareness is expressed in the linear way of thinking.”
Someone must have arrived at the house because the young dog
went berserk, Yolanda got up to take a look. Then she heard her
laughing.
“So be gentle on yourselves when you all begin to grasp that
truth is often hidden by those whose arguments are false!”
“Yolanda is that Toon?”
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